Goodbye, Heidi
Yesterday I learned that a childhood friend had been in a terrible head-on collision and was being removed from life support after a week in ICU. Heidi loved me through sixth and seventh grade when my family was imploding and I thought I’d never laugh again. She helped me navigate my first major crush and gave me the courage to invite him over on his birthday for billiards and birthday cake–she even made the icing and was our chaperone so it wouldn’t be a “date.” When we showed up at a pool party wearing the exact same KMart bathing suits, she downplayed the fact that she looked much better in it than I did, and she devised t

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